just passing by

i turned around, looked behind me, and saw that everything around me changed.

the trees that once stood tall faded into the background until all that was seen was a pale old thing. that street was once covered with neon chalk, so full of imagination and wonder. it has become an uneven road, washed out into a dull pavement. the swing that once brought joy and glee, only squeaks as the wind blows it into motion.

i turned back, looked around, and saw that everything around me was changing.

the wind blew our soft hair in disarray. we laughed as the momentary breeze brought a calmness that may never be experienced again. the gentle smile that followed will never be forgotten. moments like these, are only cherished years later, years forgotten.

I look forward and everything around me disappears.

everything, but You.

a story

written for you.

it was meant for you, to be experienced by you, to be lived by you.

moments of sorrow, written for your tears. joy and gladness, written for your brilliance.

live it well and live it full.

ah, yes.

hard times will come. it is inevitable.

but there is a redeemer.

one who will come and bring new life.

there is a lot of pink on my page...

i think i'll keep it this way for a while.